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I have a best friend, she is a little glass flower. She is as clean and translucent as the morning dew, as gentle as the moonlight.
But one day, I said a lot of unpleasant things to her. When the little glass flower heard it, it made a "click" sound and broke to the ground...
I panicked and apologized to her while crying: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you!"
It's a pity that the magical thing didn't happen. I can no longer hear the laughter of the little glass flower...
Intention: Cherish your friends and don't speak ill of your friends.
